October 20, 2003
I watch your lips move but I'm static, captured by -- I couldn't say. I watch your eyes but I'm just thinking you don't even see me. I'm invisible -- but you stand out in my world. Don't crush me that way. So I admit here that I am weak and vulnerable. I know I could live without you -- I already have for such a long time. It's just a matter of preference. I can't help but waver and be lukewarm sometimes. Maybe that's because I don't always know who you are. I don't know where you are. Just from time to time.